Our Father, who art in heaven
Give me peace today
I know you’ll stop the bleeding
Why won’t you stop the pain?
I’ll hang myself on the cross
I’ll rip out my beating heart
I’ll chain myself to the rock
I’ll show you where to start
You will not ever save me
Confession only hurts
But sometimes I think I’ve been delivered
When I look at her
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cameron lynne (
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Relatable. Talk about it, religion and the need for a reason and a purpose. Yet that final line, sums it up. Sometimes our only comfort comes from others, whether it be a parent, friend, or lover. That line "I know you’ll stop the bleeding
Why won’t you stop the pain?" is also worthy of notice. Wondefully crafted.
Thank you for the feedback, it means a lot to me.
beatiful poem!
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